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He Chuiyi stood in the same place in a daze, and suddenly let go of his fingers weakly, and the Canghaidi dropped his hand instantly, and a crisp collision sound rang out in the room.

"Desert Bamboo..."

Mo Zhu maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, and looked at He Chuiyi with strange eyes.

He Chuiyi's heart was completely empty at that moment, blank.He thought he had found what he wanted to do and where he wanted to go, but it turned out that it was just a flash in the pan.

That being the case, you shouldn't have met this person in the first place.

"Mozhu, can I apologize to you? If you kick back, I will never fight back. Who hurt you? I will avenge you, you wait." He Chuiyi bent down and picked up the sea flute, Mozhu's voice A faint voice came from the top of the head: "No need. I will avenge my own revenge, and it has nothing to do with you."

Holding the cold jade flute in his hand, He Chuiyi's body was colder than it.

"Must it be?" He Chuiyi straightened up, his brows were tightly knit together, and his eyes were red.

Mo Zhu didn't answer, but raised his chin noncommittally.

"Okay." He Chuiyi closed his eyes, took a heavy breath, stretched out his trembling hand, and approached Mozhu's palm with difficulty and slowly.

The fingertips touched a piece of ice cold, so cold that He Chuiyi shrank his hands and looked up at Mozhu, but he just looked at himself without blinking, and even spread his palms wider.

He Chuiyi smiled self-deprecatingly, forget it.

He took a step forward and picked up the ingot of silver with his fingers. Who would have thought that before he could hold it firmly, the palm of his hand suddenly closed and snatched the silver back.

He Chuiyi paused, and did not make any further moves.

Mo Zhu took back the silver, the corners of his mouth curled up, "I'll just scare you."

Suddenly, He Chuiyi raised his head, and Mo Zhu found his red eyes, and - clearly visible tear stains on his cheeks.

The smile on Mo Zhu's face froze, "He Chuiyi?"

He finally realized that he had gone too far, and wanted to pull He Cuiyi, but the latter backed away abruptly, avoiding his hand.

"He Chuiyi? I, I just want to tease you, there is no other meaning! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't cry!"

He Chuiyi opened his red eyes and looked at him motionless, tears were already drying on his face, "Is it fun?"

"It's not fun! It's not fun!" Seeing him retreating, Mo Zhu hurriedly lifted the quilt, fearing that He Chuiyi would run away if he didn't pay attention.

"What I said was all lies. I will never give you back the money! You beg me and I won't give it to you. Yinfengzhai is yours. You can do whatever you like. Wipe away your tears first."

"Don't cry! Don't cry! Why are you crying, a big man?" Mo Zhu stood up from the couch, and was about to walk towards He Chuiyi, when a gust of wind blew in his face, his eyes darkened, and he clasped his hand The back of his head and mouth were blocked in an instant.

Maintaining a tightly embracing posture, the two fell into the couch together.

He Cuiyi's kiss was unskillful, like a puppy gnawing, but Mo Zhu was still disturbed by teasing.

After a while, He Cuiyi propped up his upper body, with dark currents in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "There will be no next time."

Mo Zhu hurriedly agreed: "There will be absolutely no next time!"

He Chuiyi didn't speak anymore, got up, straightened the clothes that Mo Zhuqing had ripped apart deeply, turned his head, and said flatly: "I'll go first."

"Where are you going?!" Mo Zhu raised her voice suddenly, and hurriedly got off the couch.

He Chuiyi gave him a sideways glance, "It's related to you?"

"..." Mo Zhu had a bitter face, "Didn't you say there will be no next time?"

He Chuiyi raised the corners of his mouth, but without a hint of a smile, he asked instead: "Did I say that this time it's over?"

"Then what else do you want?"

He Chuiyi snorted coldly, didn't answer, just opened the door and left, and a word came from behind: "Then when will you come back?"

Pushing open the door, he found Mo Xiaoqian was guarding the door. He Cuiyi glanced at him and said without looking back, "If you want to come back, come back."

Mo Zhu hurriedly shouted: "Then what should you do if you don't want to come back?"

But He Chuiyi was no longer in front of the door, and I don't know if he heard it.

Mo Xiaoqian was amazed when he saw it, "Brother, you've forgiven him after I've only been away for so long? I thought you'd be able to live up to him in front of him, but I didn't expect you to be so useless."

"Striving up is useless? Can it be eaten as food?"

"Then He Chuiyi can be eaten as a meal?"

"Haven't you heard the word beautiful and delicious?"

"..." Mo Xiaoqian trembled all over, stroked his arms with his hands, "Can you stop being so disgusting?"

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When He Chuiyi returned to the inn, Ye Wushu hadn't rested yet.

He saw He Chuiyi's eyes brighten up, "I thought you wouldn't come back."

He Chuiyi shook his head and said with a smile, "I promise you will come back."

"Now, can you tell me your name?"

"can."

"what is your name……"

"General! Your Majesty and King Guijing have already entered the city!" A guard ran in hastily, interrupting Ye Wushu's words.

"The emperor has arrived?" Ye Wushu frowned, and He Chuiyi's face changed accordingly.

The emperor came after him so quickly?Mo Zhu was injured, if he was discovered, Mo Xiaoqian might not be able to get away smoothly by himself.

"There is no book in the night, I have to go first. If you still want to know next time, I will tell you."

Knowing that Emperor Wu had entered the city, Ye Wushu had no time to take care of He Chuiyi, so he just nodded to him and said, "Okay."

He Chuiyi didn't stay any longer, turned around and left the inn.

As soon as he stepped into the inn, a dark team came in front of him. The man at the head was wearing a purple and gold uniform, reflecting the white light in the faint moonlight. He Cuiyi recognized it at a glance. Withdrew, and returned to the inn.

"someone here?"

The king of Guijing vaguely saw a silhouette in front of the inn, and asked people to come forward to check, but He Chuiyi had long since disappeared there.

Emperor Wu's complexion was as usual, and there was no sign of poisoning.He narrowed his eyes carefully and asked, "Is this the inn where General Ye rests?"

King Guijing cupped his hands and said, "Go back to the emperor, yes."

He Chuiyi turned around and collided with Ye Wushu who was about to go out. Seeing him walking back, Ye Wushu couldn't help asking in surprise, "Why did you come back again?"

He Chuiyi turned his head and glanced behind him, and said, "It's too late, I'll leave tomorrow. The emperor is here, so I'll avoid it for a while."

Ye Wushu also looked out the door, nodded to He Chuiyi: "That's fine."

He Chuiyi nodded and said goodbye, striding back to the room.

When Emperor Wu entered the door, Ye Wushu and the others knelt down on one knee to greet him: "Your servants, please see your majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The corners of Emperor Wu's eyes were slightly bent, he stepped forward and raised Ye Wushu's arm, "Flat body."

"Yes."

After everyone got up, Emperor Wu looked at the place where He Chuiyi disappeared, and asked, "Wu Shu, who were you talking to just now?"

The author has something to say: emm sorry, I am commissioned again...

Did Pipizhu break his leg today?

loudly: no!